A couple years ago I helped my brother cook and carve about ten turkeys for an event he was hosting. We also cut up a tofurkey for a few people who are vegetarians. I am not exaggerating when I write that it was the second most foul-smelling thing I have ever been around. (When I was a kid my mom accidentally cooked a wooden-handled fork in the microwave for a minute and the house smelled for more than a day. That was worse than tofurkey… barely.)